Ailie Blunnie

Songwriter :: Singer :: Musician

Prayers and Feminine Wiles

Posted by on Jul 13, 2017

Prayers and Feminine Wiles

Hi, I confess, I might have got a bit carried away being a serious-musician in the last few blogs – with my forthcoming album of serious-musician music. I want to go back to the old-style rambly ones for a minute – is that alright? I confess to almighty god. [And to you, my brothers and sisters] How are things? How’s the summer going? Any craic? I hope you’re well. That opening confessional reminds me of something: I went through a phase of saying an enormous number of prayers before bed as a child. Did anyone else? I can remember one night in particular when I was.. it must’ve been 7 or 8 – around Communion age – counting all the way up to 150 Hail Marys. I was praying for my parents not to die. Because I thought that the more prayers I said, the more God would listen. I was really proud of myself for being able to stay awake. And you know something, they didn’t die either.. so if that’s not rock-solid scientific gospel evidence.. :-) There was a lovely comfort in it though, I have to say.. repeating the same prayer over and over. I was a mega-worrier as a child. Like lots of children. The existential trauma of it all. I’m still a bit of a worrier actually, especially when I’m hungover. Last Sunday for example, I pushed the boat out the night before – took a shine to the whiskey, ginger and lime promotion that was on – and by the end of the Sunday evening, I had my head buried in my hands and was doubled over in utter hopelessness. (My sister will confirm it). And it struck me.. it’s only with the grace of God, and hangover-busting homeostasis, that I don’t wake up like that every day of my life. The brain is such a wonderfully precious thing. As you know. It mystifies me to think of it encased in our dark skulls, never seeing the light of day, and yet constructing every colour, sound, taste, smell and touch of your reality. And it amazes me also to think of how phenomenally different people’s realities are from each other’s. And how we get on with each other at all? It makes me think about the level of care and respect it deserves too. “Alcohol, fun though it be, is nevertheless a depressant, Ailie”. That’s what I’ll be saying...

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Beat of Your Heart, single release

Posted by on May 1, 2017

Hello! Happy May Day! How are ya? Just a quick blog about the second single release last week. Here it is: I didn’t choose that thumbnail photo – that was YouTube’s decision. It looks like I’m about to burst into a bit of break-dancing, doesn’t it! I’m very happy with this song. I was anxious about releasing it because it’s quite different from my EP songs. But it felt like the right way forward and I’m delighted with the reaction. Thanks a million for your messages and comments! I was thrilled too that it was included in Nialler9’s Irish Songs of the Week in the Irish Times. You don’t think of those things when you’re writing a song, but it really is very validating when there’s a positive outside response. So thank you. It took quite a while to get the final version of this together: we started with the piano and voices, then added some guitar and percussion, and then cello, trombone and double bass. I had in my mind that the song should strike a balance between destabilising, and soothing, so that by the third verse (2:40), you’d feel a bit like you were firing things around the kitchen, but in a cathartic rather than a frustrated sort of way!* Did it work? ..or am I just talking singer-songwriter rubbish? In terms of the words, the song is about letting someone go who isn’t doing you any good in your life, and it feeling like you’re abandoning them (rather than the other way round – or that you might be abandoning yourself by not doing it). I remember describing the feeling to someone (of letting that person go) as like clutching a baby really close and then stretching out your arms and dropping them into a river. And I can’t remember their exact response, but it was something like “but he’s a grown man..”, which was very true ..but it wouldn’t have mattered what he was – objectivity had left the building by then! It’s very easy to fall into bad patterns with relationships, isn’t it.. especially in your 20s, I think. I sometimes think you shouldn’t be allowed near another person until you both pass a rigorous battery of healthy-boundaries tests first! I suppose you have to learn to do that for yourself along the way.** Anyway, God, I got very serious there. Any craic..? I really hope you like the song. You can just...

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